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The only thing Briana and Tiana have in common are their identical looks. For Tiana, life is one challenge after another, but her greatest struggle is sharing a face with the sister she despises. Tired of living in the shadows, she comes up with a plan to finally have everything she ever wanted.

Everything seems to come easy for Briana, including her beautiful children, loving husband and dynamic career. Briana’s charmed life is ripped apart when she wakes up in the hospital with no idea who she is and no memory of her former life. With the help of the handsome stranger who saved her, Briana builds a new life and finds new love, while Tiana won’t rest until Briana has no life at all.

Chris rounded the stairs that led to the first level of his loft and looked out of the peep hole. Sure enough, it was his son’s mother and she looked lit up. He took a deep breath and opened the door.

She stumbled as the door swung open.

“Why are you knocking on my door at three o’clock in the morning?”

“Because I need to t-talk,” she stuttered, “to you!”

“No, Sandra, you need to go home. Where is Christopher?” he asked.

“Well, he ain’t gone be at the club with me!” she stated matter-of-factly. “So that was a dumb question.”

Chris sighed, unable to continue the dance they did at his front door. “Go home,” he said, and slammed the door in her face.

“Oh no you didn’t!” he heard her say from the other side of the door.

Boom! Boom! Boom! She beat on the door again and crossed her arms. “I’m not leaving until you talk to me, so you might as well come back to the door. I don’t care if your neighbors call the police. I will stand here until they arrive!”

Tiana pushed past Chris. He reached out and grabbed her arm to stop her.

“Look, this heffa ain’t going away, and I’m about to give her a piece of my mind. She’s ruining our night!”

“Baby, calm down, I got this.”

Tiana huffed. “I can’t tell!”

She pivoted on her heels and went to the kitchen. The banging on the door continued. She shook her head and ran her fingers through her hair. Looking in the cupboard she removed a wine glass and popped the cork on a bottle of Emmolo Merlot that had been sitting on ice since their earlier tryst. She rolled her eyes as she listened to Chris in the front room arguing with his son’s mother. This is the last thing she needed. She sipped from the glass and closed her eyes as the caramelized plum, brown spices and rich fruit flavor oozed down her throat. She took another swig; it was delicious, but what would’ve been better is if she could get back into bed with Chris.

“Enough of this,” she said.

Tiana made her way back to the living room where the couple was still arguing. She cleared her throat and stepped into view, letting her robe open just enough to show off her bare chest and panties. She took another swig of her wine as she watched a look of fury cross the woman’s face. Tiana almost laughed. Chris didn’t look amused, but he wouldn’t dare tell her otherwise.

“Baby, should I go? I don’t want to cause any trouble,” Tiana purred innocently.

Chris gave her a knowing look. He knew that she was aware that their argument had nothing to do with her. Tiana just wanted to make her presence known.

Author Bio:

Stephanie Nicole Norris is an author from Chattanooga Tennessee with a humble beginning. She was raised along with six siblings by her mother, Jessica Ward. Always being a lover of reading from early childhood Stephanie loved to read books by R.L. Stine. With a natural talent for writing Stephanie started her journey in 2010 to bring her stories to life. In 2011 her Debut Novel "Trouble In Paradise" was completed and shortly published in early 2012. Stephanie’s words tell stories of love, drama, deception, suspense, and restoration. She is inspired by the likes of Eric Jerome Dickey, Jackie Collins, Gwynne Forster, and more. She resides in Chattanooga, Tennessee.

There is nothing in life that eighteen year old Zara craves more than her freedom. Stolen from her home in Cadrebia at the age of eight, Zara has spent more years than she cared to admit as a slave to the Tankadesh courts. Her days are filled with protecting the princess, while she spends nights entertaining the king and his officials with her mastery of weapons. Any spare moment in between, she plots escape.

Yet her hopes for freedom come to a crashing halt when a stranger arrives bearing the mark of her assigned lifemate, and he threatens war if she isn’t turned over into his care. But a lifemate is not part of the plan. Her dreams, of choosing her own path and being the master of her own will, weaken as her Moon seeks to claim his Sun.

Is it possible that this stranger, with gentle blue eyes and a ready smile, didn’t come to be her new master? That there could be more to his tale?

Zara soon finds that neither her captivity nor her parents’ deaths were mere random attacks. And by returning to Cadrebia, she may have put the future of the royal line—and her Moon—in jeopardy. While Zara breathes in her first taste of freedom, her enemies move in, seeking to rob Cadrebia of its blessed prophecy.

To keep what she holds dear, Zara must rise above the pain and uncertainty to claim the lifemate assigned to her, or more than her freedom will be stolen this time.

“What’s going on here?” Dareh dismounted from his horse and with long purposeful strides worked his way toward them. His green eyes blazed. His jaw was set. Zara would hear about this later, but for now she would welcome his rescue.

The captain of the guard surveyed the scene. He closed his eyes briefly—probably praying for patience not to strangle her—and clamped a hand on her shoulder.

She opened her mouth with a rebuttal, but Dareh narrowed his eyes, silencing her on the spot.

“Get to the palace before you’re recognized by my men. If Melchior learns you’ve been outside the palace walls you’ll spend the night in the flogging yard. Go. Take Essie with you. I’ll sort things out here.”

Zara opened her mouth once more, but a prickling over her palm stopped the words from flowing. Heat traced the lines of her mark. Goosebumps dotted her flesh. She shivered despite the heat from the desert sun. Oh, no. Please, no.

“May I be of some assistance?”

She jerked at the rich baritone that came from behind her. The world fell away in that moment. The merchants cursing over their loss were gone. Dareh’s men waving or shouting at the crowd gathered around them—gone. Even poor Essie, standing with her jaw dangling like a loon, faded.

Zara’s senses zoned in on the man behind her. She curled her fingers to close over the crescent shaped mark that had begun to throb. Her mind screamed for her to run. Her heart was all but having a seizure. But her feet somehow managed to turn her stunned body.

Pale blue eyes were the first thing she noticed. They reminded her of the moon with a ring of dark night around them. Sun-kissed skin followed with a splash of scruff along a strong jaw. Deep brown locks fell over his forehead and touched the tips of his ears.

“Hello, my Sun.” Full lips curved into a smile, revealing perfect teeth. And just like that, all their hopeful plans for escape blew away like grains of sand on the desert floor.

Her heart crumpled.

Would she ever be free?

Author Bio:

Desiree Williams is a dreamer by day and chocoholic by night. She lives in the beautiful state of Kentucky with her husband and daughter, where she juggles life as a wannabe supermom. Desiree is a lover of food and avoider of dirty dishes. She delights in making people laugh and strives to bring hope and love with her wherever she goes.

You can find out more about Desiree and her books at www.desireewilliamsbooks.blogspot.com

Sadie has found the resolve to fight the man who caused so much pain in her life. Her tentative alliance with the HCA underground gives her the resources to train both her body and Talent for when she comes face to face with her grandfather.

Bound by Loss.

Being separated from her friends at St Vincentâs is harder than she could have ever realized and it doesnât help that Kian has withdrawn from her as well. With help from a new friend, Sadie uncovers more about her past and that someone close to her has been keeping secrets from Sadie her entire life.

Bound by Fear.

Tragedy strikes close to home, giving a longstanding enemy, one desperate and willing to do anything to have Sadie on their side, an opportunity to arise. Allies and friends come together to stand against evil, but at a terrible cost. Sadieâs history and future collide while the world is thrown into chaos.

It took only four months to bring the angels to their kneesâ¦ With a virus ravaging the fallen angels on earth, mankindâs symbol of love and hope is at risk of extinction. Centuries ago, a group of angelic warriors known as The Fallen risked everything to save themselves and carve a future for their kind. Hope slips away as The Fallen and their kin are cut down by an ancient menace, LaMorte Neraâand no one saw it coming. Only one immortal can save them, and only one mortal can stand in his wayâ¦ â When Nephilim warrior Killian St. James sets out on a quest to find a cure, he and his blade-brothers discover nineteen-year-old Aubrey Carterâa human with a past as dark as it is mysteriousâcowering in an abandoned house in the heart of Memphis, Tennessee. The corrupted races are chasing her, and Killian is determined to find out whyâ¦ But neither he nor Aubrey are prepared for their attraction to one another, or for the frightening truths lurking in the shadows. The painful childhood memories Aubrey has buried hold precious answers. Answers that threaten to tear Killian's world apart. With her life hanging in the balance, Killian must choose between the future of The Fallen, and the human girl he's pledged to protect. Demons are rising, and this time they plan to win the war for dominion once and for all.

Killian stepped forward, forcing her to tilt her head back to look up at him. He still seemed so big to her. He still overwhelmed her. But he didnât frighten her anymore.

âYou look tired.â She fought the urge to lift her hand to touch his gorgeous face.

âI am,â he said, the corner of his lips turning up in a half smile.

âOh.â

He stared down at her, his half smile slipping. A dizzying parade of emotions swirled through his eyes. She couldnât read them all, but she understood enough. He felt as torn as she did.

âWill I remember you three years from now?â she whispered, her heart aching with the fear that she would forget him as she had so much elseâ¦and with fear that she would remember him. That she would survive this nightmare and he would haunt her for the rest of her days like so much else did.

âDo you want to remember me?â He took another step in her direction.

âI donât know.â She frowned, confused. âYou make me feel like maybe the world isnât so bad. Like maybe Iâm safe with you. I donât think I want to forget that.â

Killian tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and cupped her cheek gently in one big hand. âYou are safe with me. I wonât let anyone hurt you, Aubrey.â

She stared at him for a long, silent moment. Heâd promised before that he wouldnât hurt her, but even then an unspoken fear had stood between them like a wall. A little voice whispered that if she got too close, he would hurt her as badly as the things in her past hurt. That voice had stopped whispering when heâd kissed her today, and wasnât that odd?

âYou hurt me today.â

He bowed his head, letting his hand fall away from her face. âIâm sorry.â

Her heart ached a little at the agonized way he said it. As if it shamed him to know heâd hurt her. As if, maybe, he cared more than he should too.

âWhy did you?â she asked, not accusing, but curious. She wanted to understand him. No, she needed to understand him on some level she couldnât even explain to herself. âYou wanted me, didnât you?â

His gaze sought hers, honesty shining from his angel-bright eyes. âMore than you know.â

Aubrey took a deep breath, letting her lungs fill with air even as her heart filled with his confession. And just as quickly, the buoyant feeling vanished. âIt doesnât change anything, though, does it?â she whispered.

âDo you want it to?â

She hesitated for a long moment, unsure. And then her shoulders slumped, the breath sheâd taken expelling in a long sigh. âIâm sorry.â

Killian gave her a sad smile and reached for her again. He swept a finger beneath her eye, collecting the teardrop she hadnât even realized had fallen. âNo apologies,â he whispered, bringing his finger to his mouth. He stuck out the tip of his tongue and lapped that single bead of moisture from his fingertip. âYou owe me nothing.â

If that was true, why did she feel like crying?

A.K. Morgen is the Amazon Bestselling author of the RagnarÃ¶k Prophesies series. She lives in the heart of Arkansas with her childhood sweetheart/husband of twelve years, and their five furry minions. When not writing, she spends her time hiking, reading, volunteering, causing mischief, and building a Spork army. Ayden graduated summa cum laude with her Bachelor of Science degree in Criminal Justice and Forensic Psychology in 2009 before going on to complete her graduate degree in CJ and Law. She currently puts her education to use in the social services and CJ field. Ayden also writes New Adult and contemporary romance under the penname Ayden K. Morgen. You can find her on Twitter, Facebook, or via her website at http://aydenmorgen.com.

This is my stop during the blog tour for A Shot of Bourbon by A.C. Land. This blog tour is organized by Lola's Blog Tours. The blog tour runs from 29 March till 11 April, you can view the complete tour schedule on the website of Lola’s Blog Tours.

A Shot of Bourbon (The Bourbon Series #1)By A.C. LandGenre: Contemporary RomanceAge category: Young AdultRelease Date: March 29, 2016Publisher:BookFish Books

Seventeen year old Charli Valentine didn’t expect to spend the last few weeks of summer break nursing a broken heart, icing a black eye, and watching her ex kiss another girl. Since being a good girl has gotten her nothing but heartache, Charli decides to give rebellion a try. She pigs out, drinks, and hangs with Luke Parker, the son of the infamous Bourbon Butcher.

But there’s more to Luke than meets the eye. His tough exterior and terrible dialect hide a good person despite his bad boy reputation. No matter how hard he tries to fight it, Luke is drawn to Charli’s innocence and finds her clumsiness too charming to resist. Though they’re from opposite sides of the tracks, neither can resist the magnetism drawing them together.

When Charli discovers a box in her mother’s closet, she pieces together the truth about Bourbon’s past and uncovers a deadly secret about her family. And once Luke learns of it, he vows to protect Charli no matter the cost.

About the Author:
Author of the Bourbon Series, A.C. Land has been a lover of stories since she first read about Peter Pan giving Wendy an acorn and teaching her to fly. A.C. always dreamed of telling big stories about small towns.
Residing on a cattle farm in Missouri, A.C. loves playing with her rambunctious Jack Russell, Riley, making decorative cakes, taking pictures, drinking pumpkin spice coffee, and hanging out with her nephews.

Guest Post! Interview with the Author

The Recipe Fairy-Guest Post A.C. LandWhy I started writing…I always wanted to write a book, but I never imagined I’d be able to finish one. It’s funny because I hear people say that now and I think ‘yes, yes you can.’ The real reason I decided to finally sit down a start—and ultimately finish—a novel was because of a terrible car crash.Is that cliché? To say that a near death experience changed the course of my life?I was 22 and college was as boring as it is for any 22-year-old. My accident happened. I was in the passenger seat of myowncar and the roof had to be cut off so I could be taken out. I broke several bones and probably should have been hurt worse than I was. But I stood up and walked out of the emergency room that night.The next day I wrote the first five chapters of my first book.I thought, if I had died, what would people remember me for. Being the girl that died in the passenger seat—not even driving—her own car. That’s not very awesome. I’m fairly nice to people, so maybe they’d have remembered me for that. That’s not real cool either.The more I wrote, though the more I realized that I wasn’t doing it to be remembered after I died. I was doing it to live. A piece of my soul was sucked into every page. I can’t say how many books I’ve actually written, but I wrote the entire (seven books) Bourbon Series before ever pitching them to BookFish Books.I can honestly say that almost all of the books that are locked in the bottom drawer of my filing cabinet are called ‘Bourbon’ in some form or another. Bourbon is a small highway town in Missouri—really, it is. I grew up down a little dirt road just outside of city limits. I love everything about this place. I love the smells in summer—like river and honeysuckle. I love the feel of mud after driving a windowless Jeep too fast through a wet ditch. I love the taste of the first tomato in July.But growing up I noticed that I was one of the very few that appreciated the art that was Bourbon. Everyone wanted out. It’s an opportunity-less town. The economy has shown itself here and the farms aren’t what they used to be.Where did I get the inspiration for the Bourbon Series? I made it up. I imagined a world where Bourbon was fantastic andfake. Then I got out a pen and I created something that wasn’t.

Olivia Townsend is in trouble and out of options. Pursued by a desperate man in search of a lost treasure, which she doesnât have, sheâs got only two things in her favor: her late husbandâs diary, which she was never meant to seeâ¦ and the man who was her first-and only-love. Losing him broke her heart, though sheâs been careful to hide it for the last ten years. But when he comes to her aid and vows to stand by her this time, no matter what, she canât help but hope things will be different this time.

James Weston has blamed himself for letting Olivia down when she needed him years ago, and he will not do it again. Fortunately, his unusual life has equipped him well to outsmart the villain chasing Olivia. Unfortunately, being so near her again threatens to expose every secret in his heartâ¦even those that should stay hidden forever.

Caroline Linden was born a reader, not a writer. She earned a math degree from Harvard University and wrote computer software before turning to writing fiction. Ten years, twelve books, three Red Sox championships, and one dog later, she has never been happier with her decision. Her books have won the NEC Readerâs Choice Beanpot Award, the Daphne du Maurier Award, and RWAâs RITA Award. Since she never won any prizes in math, she takes this as a sign that her decision was also a smart one. Visit her online at www.carolinelinden.com.

Four Chambers by Ann Anderson genre: YA Paranormal

​About the Book

Freaky thing, living with someone’s else’s vital organ. Charlotte learns that the hard way when she receives a life-saving heart transplant. Her doc says all is well, but Charlotte knows the heart’s in trouble in a way science can’t measure. To make matters worse, her poor dead donor is trapped in an after-life that Char wouldn’t wish on an enemy. It’s up to her to find out what the heart needs, pay her debt to her donor and free them both from an awful fate. If she’s smart, Charlotte will also find out what a heart is really for.

About the Author

Ann Anderson used to work in television and film post-production. Now she lives in Portland, Oregon and writes fiction.

My Thoughts

Four Chambers is a poignant tale of second chances and self-discovery. I was completely caught up with the main character, Charlotte and sympathized with the trials she had to face. Reading this book took me on a roller coaster ride of emotions. There were times that I wanted to just give her a big hug, times I chuckled to myself and even a few times that made my heart cry with sympathy. There's a light layer of paranormal essence threaded throughout the whole book that adds a delightful flavor. Despite all the trials and amendments she had to make, there's a surprisingly sweet ending that left me completely satisfied. I just had to close my eyes and savor the moment when I finished reading Four Chambers! A very delightful read!

Zayde Amirmoez is in his last year of college at Ashana University, and he couldn’t be more eager to leave. A talented thief, Zayde makes a living by robbing jewelry stores in order to care for his ailing mother, who grows sicker each passing day.

Then the dreams begin. Zayde’s nightmares echo memories of a land from another time, visions of a mysterious princess who lived two thousand years ago. At the insistence of his annoying history professor, Zayde becomes friends with the beautiful freshman who loves to dance…the girl who looks exactly like the princess in his dreams.

As a dangerous new Dean and his spiteful son take the helm at Ashana University, Zayde learns of the legends of Queen Bennua, which are eerily similar to his nightmares. Could Zayde’s dreams be a coincidence? Or is it possible that Bennua and Zahid have returned, to save Sahrahn once more?

Previous Books in the Series (click on images for Goodreads links):

About the Author

Megan Linski is the owner of Gryfyn Publishing and has had a passion for writing ever since she completed her first (short) novel at the age of 6. Her specializations are romance, fantasy, and contemporary fiction for people aged 14-24. When not writing she enjoys ice skating, horse riding, theatre, archery, fishing, and being outdoors. She is a passionate advocate for mental health awareness and suicide prevention, and is an active fighter against common variable immune deficiency disorder. She lives in Michigan.

At Willard's department store, none of the night security guards survive for long, and eighteen-year-old Daniel Gale is about to discover why.

Tired of living out of his backpack, he ignores the clerk's gossip about the old building being haunted and accepts the latest vacated position of night guard. On his first shift Daniel narrowly escapes a fatal fall down an elevator shaft and is rescued by Mary—a bossy and intriguing girl far too beautiful for after hours inventory.

Anticipating every night shift as a chance to be with her, Daniel thinks his traveling days are over hoping that Manhattan is the place to call home. But as his life becomes more entwined with Willard's, Daniel senses unnatural changes and bizarre coincidences both with Mary and the store itself. Soon he begins to suspect Willard's is hiding something more sinister than gossip about ghosts—something that could make him the next casualty of the NIGHT SHIFT.

About the Author.Always in the mood for a good scare, B.R. Myers spent most of her teen years behind the covers of Lois Duncan, Ray Bradbury, and Stephen King. When she's not putting her characters in awkward situations, she works as a registered nurse. A member of the Writer's Federation of Nova Scotia, she lives in Halifax with her husband and two children—and there is still a stack of books on her bedside table.

​About the Book:

Sometimes white magic can turn dark. Even with the best intentions.

When Angelica placed a protective curse over her granddaughter, Nancy, in a bid to keep her safe from society and her own powers until she was old enough to understand, she had no idea of the consequences.

It’s October 31st, and a grown-up Nancy is holding her annual Halloween party. Only this year she strays away from her traditional festivities that include her famous Halloween punch, and dancing to the Monster Mash, and opts for a spookier night. She will be holding a séance with the help of her friends and her new Ouija board. Little does she know that the protective curse her grandmother secretly cast over twenty-seven years ago is lifted tonight, and her true powers are finally presented to her.

A spirit is summoned. But only time will tell just who he really is. ​​

Excerpt

Leaning back in her chair, she places the board down in front of her and contemplates why anyone would invent such a strange-looking thing. Nancy isn’t new to all of this supernatural, sorcery stuff. She practiced white witchcraft. Her grandmother had gotten her into it when she was younger. The only childhood memories that Nancy ever recalled were the ones where she and her grandmother would wander through the herb garden picking specific herbs for certain cures and potions. None of them ever worked to Nancy’s knowledge, but still, she loved to think she was carrying on her grandmother’s ways. Witches and their history intrigued Nancy, but never had she considered the Ouija board. Having heard so many creepy stories about it actually working, and summoning spirits, Nancy stayed well clear of it. That was, until she could no longer resist the possibility of magic or some sort of mystical power being real. The practice of white magic had never resulted into anything more than beautifully-smelling concoctions, and enhanced flavoursome food and drink. Nancy reaches into the box and pulls out the instructions. In the booklet, she’s introduced to the board, its uses and origins, and the fact that it isn’t a tool of the Devil. It’s ‘a device used by the ancient Chinese for talking with the dead.’ She smiles. Her grandmother had always told her that witches were perceived to be the Devil’s wenches. That’s why people hated them so much. She’d also told her that not all witches were evil, nor did they work for the Devil. They were women with powers, and men hated it, so they were associated with the Devil’s name in hope that civilisation would be fearful of them.Suddenly saddened at the thought of her dear grandmother no longer being here, Nancy moves onto the next paragraph. It tells her that the more people - or ‘energy’- she has for the Ouija, the better. This is good; she’s invited three of her closest friends over, two of whom are bringing their other halves, so they should have enough wattage. She would have invited more but her dining table only seats six. Having deckchairs scattered about the place would have just killed the mood she was trying to create.She skims through the rest of the passage until her eyes halt and backtrack to something rather alarming.‘Never use the Ouija board in your home.’Slightly unnerved, an invasion of goosebumps tickle her skin, resulting in a shiver. Her mind starts to wander. What if this does work? What if I call a spirit here and don’t know how to send it back? She shakes her reservations away along with the gooseflesh, and places the booklet face down on the table before heading faster than usual to the kitchen for a glass of wine. It was too late to be concerned about the warning. Her guests would be here soon, and she’d promised them all a spooky night.

About the Author

C.A.Bell was born and raised on the outskirts of London, England, but for the past three years has resided in a much more rural town of Shropshire, where she married and made a home.She is author to numerous erotic fiction stories, including, The Architect, Sex, Lies, and Sinful Wives, The Shame Train, and many more. As well as putting together her own collections she is also a contributor to many anthologies and online magazines. Currently she is working on the follow-on book to The Architect, book two of Nancy’s curse, and a novel which she started a while ago.

My Thoughts on the Book

Somebody throw me in a cold shower please, because this is one hot read! While very short, it gets directly to the point with little fussing. This erotic little read harped on some dark fantasies I've had and is full of intrigue! There's definitely a cliffhanger at the end that just left me panting for more and I'm eagerly on the lookout for the second book of this series. My only complaint is that this book was too short, she could've definitely made it much longer. However, it makes for a nice, juicy short read that I thoroughly enjoyed!

About Me

I'm a Texas gal with a wonderful husband, an amazing six year old son, and an adorable newborn baby boy!​My blog is about the best things in life - cooking, books, giveaways and reviews of everyday products! ​This is a PR-friendly blog!!